Upon returning from New Orleans, I found this note put up in the lobby and near all elevator doors.
The Horror! Drama has enveloped the Broken Arms in Valley Village.
“Pictures were taken. Eviction imminent.” Have they called Homeland Security?
Notes:
- how do we know this is dog urine or dog crap? Could it be a human violator? Feline?
- As a previous landlord myself, I know that eviction is a really fracking complicated process. It would be better to say “eviction proceedings will be imminent.” (and good luck with that)
- Perhaps the writer of this note should have taken a few deep breaths.
That’s what I feel I am doing now, after the sadness of the last couple of weeks, emerging from a murky lake. Breathe in, breathe out. Write the book. Look for work. Go to gym. Hell, somebody’s even got a holiday party tonight and invited me. Dress up. Go out.
Live.
Jim, someone definately has info about the “matter!”
I am sure you are correct. I know I’m not a suspect: 1) no dog. 2) was out of town. See, innocent!
A kitty would NEVER pee in an elevator! As if!
Signed, Spitty-the-Kitty
Not every kitty is as upstanding as Spitty.